For an outsider that they hadn't seen for hundreds of years, the tribe guards who only had experience in fighting against the underground world's demonic beasts were originally on tenterhooks. But when they saw the other party jumping up and down with an excited expression like a monkey, they became more vigilant. Their vigilance also decreased a lot.
The guard originally wanted to make a fierce expression to scare the other party. But then they remembered that their faces were covered by the helmet, and no one could see their expressions. They couldn't help but find it funny. The person hiding under the helmet laughed a few times, then his face turned serious as if he was afraid that his frivolous appearance would be seen by others.
When Jermaine saw his new friend's reaction, he couldn't help but blush. He and Riley stepped forward and wanted to pull the person back. The excited man turned his head and asked a series of questions.
"Hey, what is the energy source of your power armor? Do you have battery technology? How much can the output reach? Can it assist in running? How many detection modes are there inside the helmet? Is there an auxiliary artificial intelligence system? Can it float and achieve the purpose of flight? Are there any long-range weapons? Can the spear shoot out light beams? Do you have honeycomb rocket launchers for individual soldiers? It is not easy to wear the armor. Can it be worn automatically? Can it achieve nanomachinization? Is it comfortable to wear inside? "
The series of questions directly confused Jermaine and Riley, the two dwarves who were more accustomed to listening to the common language. The parts that they could understand showed that this man was definitely not a novice who didn't know what the armor on the dwarves was; and the parts that they couldn't understand proved that he was more knowledgeable and knowledgeable than most of the dwarves in the tribe who were proud of their identity as master craftsmen.
And the parts that they could understand were things that the craftsmen in the tribe never thought of, but they were also quite enlightening. The parts that they couldn't understand, of course, made them want to get to the bottom of it. But before they could ask, another Lich, who didn't care about the dwarf guards, came to a certain person and asked, "Do you recognize what they are wearing?"
"Haha, of course I recognize it. It's just that I haven't thought about how to do it and what functions it has. "As long as one was an otaku from Earth, who didn't have a steel man's dream? He had the identity of a genius, a billionaire, a playboy, and so on. Although his physical strength was like trash compared to other superheroes, he could still create a heaven-defying existence with his money and intelligence.
But at this thought, Lin suddenly felt rather puzzled about something. He then asked the Lich, "If they had this kind of equipment, how did you chase them underground?" He then asked Jermaine, "That's right, with this level of equipment, how did you guys lose? Do you want to escape to the Underground World? "
Fen said, "I don't know either. In the later stages of the war, there were many battles that I didn't have to fight, but I had a rough idea of how to fight them. If ten thousand people can't win, I'll send one million people. I've never seen a war that can't be won by a large number of people. If it can't be won, it only proves one thing: there aren't enough people. "
… … As expected of the essence of undead warfare.
Jermaine said helplessly to Fen's bold words, "Because the materials used are very precious, the Empire's guards at their peak only had XVIII (18) teams and MDCCC (1800) people. Now, we only have less than M (1000) sets of peaceful equipment left. In fact, we can't use more than 700 sets of DCC (700) sets. "
Hey, bro, is it okay to just reveal your family's wealth like this? Lin really wanted to complain.
But the conversation between Fen and Fen still made Jermaine confused. He asked, "What was Miss Fen's previous identity? Why does it sound like she fought with our tribe? "
"Fen Ni Tikal, the Demon King who ruled over the Lost World a thousand years ago. A thousand years later, she turned over a new leaf and is willing to help you guys. "
Even though Lin tried his best to explain, Jermaine was still so shocked that his beard trembled three times. The guards next to them were not used to the common language, but the pronunciation of proper nouns was the same no matter what language they were in. So when the name 'Tikal' was mentioned, the dwarves who had let down their guard became nervous again.
The guards took a few steps back in unison, distancing themselves from the two strangers. At the same time, they raised the spear in their hands higher and pointed it at the man who said the taboo word.
"Hey, hey, relax. Brother, tell your tribe that we're risking our lives to help you guys. There's no need to fight like this. "
Even though he was shocked by Fen's identity, he didn't know if it was true or not. Also, other than the few punches he took when they first met and didn't have a good impression of her, she didn't seem like a vicious person. So Jermaine thought for a while and decided to speak up for the two of them. The disease in the tribe, if the man was right, was an important matter that concerned the survival of the tribe.
But the secret territory of the silver bearded dwarves that hadn't had any visitors for hundreds of years would not easily accept an unknown outsider. The group's argument moved from the gate to a 'cage'. And this cage was so luxurious that it reminded him of a piece of news he had read before he transmigrated: The prison where a serial murderer was held in Sweden.
After reading the news, a certain someone was depressed for quite a while. Why was it that being in prison abroad was more luxurious than spending a lot of money on the ghost island and living in a suite out of his own pocket? There were also laptops provided by the government for his fellow prisoners to use, as well as free internet …
It was the same for the cage in front of him. But judging from the group of dwarves who were also sitting here and discussing, the so-called 'cage' was just a way for the silver bearded dwarves to save face.
Because he couldn't understand what they were talking about, Lin Le sat on the side with nothing to do. Fen pretended not to understand even if she did. She fiddled with her short hair and kicked someone with the tip of her foot from time to time.
And the group of guards in front of him who were responsible for looking after him, although they were also holding their spears, gave off a feeling that they were absent-minded. Even if he couldn't see their expressions, he could tell that they were more concerned about the dwarves who were arguing from time to time from the way they tilted their heads and listened attentively.
The culture of the silver bearded dwarves was not as advanced as the technological progress they showed. This could be seen from the many palm prints on the iron table. At first, Lin Le didn't know why the iron table was not flat at all. It wasn't until he saw a group of dwarves arguing and banging on the table that he didn't find it strange anymore.
Fortunately, it was made of iron. If it was made of wood, who knew how long it would take for them to change the table.
But speaking of the culture of the silver bearded dwarves, although he didn't see any secrets along the way, he could get a glimpse of it just by looking at their residence and various facilities. A more appropriate way to describe it was to make someone forget that he had transmigrated to a magic world, and instead think that he had transmigrated to a science fiction world.
And calling the locals a tribe would make people mistakenly think that it was a village. At most, it was a small town with a population of around a hundred people and less than a thousand people. In fact, there were quite a lot of silver bearded dwarves living here. According to Jermaine, there were thousands of people and dozens of clans. As for food, they relied on a farm that occupied a relatively large area, and basically achieved self-sufficiency.
But in Lin Le's opinion, this was also because the population of the silver bearded dwarves was increasing very slowly, and it could even be said that it was a negative growth, so there was no shortage of food supply. They even had surplus to use for wine. Occasionally, they would go out to hunt for food.
Most of the Dwarf Empire had been preserved, including all kinds of technology, knowledge, and machines. It could be said that the silver-bearded dwarves, who were the core race of the Dwarf Empire, lived the same life as they did in the past. It didn't change much.
According to Jermaine, when the Dwarf Empire in the past raised the flag of rebellion, the royal family at that time, his great-grandfather, chose to give up power to protect the royal family and the core tribes. This was also related to the origin of the Dwarf Empire. Basically, it was because everyone coveted the technology of the silver bearded dwarves, so they came over. When they got the technology, they turned their backs on them.
Therefore, rather than saying that the empire collapsed, it was better to say that it returned to its original state. The silver bearded dwarves chose to play by themselves and crushed the other races.
This was completely different from the Elf Empire in the history of the Maze Land. The race that had become crazy because of the responsibility of maintaining world peace eventually attracted the most terrifying counterattack. The purebred gold elves were almost completely wiped out. Only a small number of elves who didn't want to do some dirty things and chose to hide from the world survived.
But it didn't mean that the silver bearded dwarves were completely unaffected. They lost a lot of the hinterland that gave blood to the former empire, and some special materials were used less and less. For example, the peaceful weapons they talked about, which was the power armor used by the dwarves. Now, to repair some special parts, they had to dismantle the parts of other power armors. Only by piecing together the parts could they barely maintain the current scale.
But from the crowd he observed on the road, as well as the group of people around him, Lin felt that the entire silver bearded dwarf race didn't look like a group in distress after the fall of the empire. There was no gloomy atmosphere. Of course, they didn't have vitality either. Maybe it was because the perception of time of these long-lived species was different from that of humans. As a result, thousands of years weren't enough to change the ethos of a race.
Of course, maybe they were now at a turning point. It was unknown whether the Silver Beard Clan would fall into oblivion, or rise up and erupt. But no matter what, it had nothing to do with him. Instead of saying that he came here out of kindness and wanted to help others, it was better to say that he had nothing better to do and was purely killing time.
"Friend." Jermaine had just experienced the climax of an argument. Although he belonged to the youngest generation in the clan, when he slapped the table with the group of old men, the strength of his hand was not small at all, and it was not even shaken. Now, he came to Lin with some excitement and said, "The group of old men want to see you —" Lin was sitting next to him, "— to ask for more details."
He looked at the dwarves who were still sitting at the table, and they also looked back at Lin. To be honest, a blind person couldn't see the difference in age between them and Jermaine. But no matter who it was, they were all several times older than him. Based on the principle of respecting the old, Lin still put on a polite attitude and smiled. Then, accompanied by Jermaine, he came to the metal table for discussion.
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